4.29.2008

The Only Easy Day Was Yesterday

Feeling like I'd turned a corner yesterday, I went out to lunch with Jody and ate the hell out of a chimichanga, a deep fried monstrosity the likes of which I have not allowed myself since high school.

In my excitement to eat, to want to eat, I completely forgot about the whole low residue rule of Oscardom. God, I'm such an asshole.

2 comments:

crazytom said...

In retrospect, you should have eaten the chimichanga just the same, but you ought to have had a little "move nice and slow" chat with the fried beast before putting it down. Care to take a shot at how that chat would have gone down?...

Sugarmouth O'Riordan said...

I imagine it would have gone something like this:

Me: Listen, Chimi, I bought you, so I'm the boss of you, capiche?

Chimi: You are *so* not the boss of me.

Me: Yeah, I am.

Chimi: Chuh! No you're NOT.

Me: Am SO.

Chimi: ARE NOT.

[time passes]

Me: Am not. :::frowny face:::